May as well since you brought her here- and she's attached to you.
[And him as well now, considering how she tucked in to his hands. Not fussing as Jack checked wings other than those affectionate little beak nibbles. Really, these were surprisingly incredibly affectionate creatures and maybe it wouldn't be bad to get Jack help in raising one up.
Had certainly given him something when he'd had that time with Roxy.
Shoulders shrugged a bit as he spoke.]
Yeah? There's no real reason why we can't or even shouldn't keep her here.
She seems pretty attached to anyone that holds her.
[However, he wasn't opposed to keeping another chocobo, especially if Roxy was in need of a companion. Social animals should definitely have some of their own kind to interact with, and that chick would benefit from being raised with one of its own kind. Last thing anyone needed was a chocobo that thought it was a dog or cat.
He shrugged at Gabe's suggestion and justification for keeping her. He bent to pick up the bowl from the deck and turned it over in his hands.]
Alright. Does Roxy's paddock require special outfitting then?
[Running with a number of their own kind, and their attitude made it no surprise that they bonded with humans in the worlds they came from to be used as they were. Part of why he'd even volunteered to take Roxy in when eggs were expected, thinking she'd be a good companion for longer hunting trips- never regretted it.
His head tilted back in thought, still idly petting over feathery fluff while letting the chick keep tucked in an arm.]
I don't think so, not yet. With the weather how it is, and there would only be Roxy, probably best to let her sleep inside at night. Don't want to chance her getting sick after all this.
It does seem like it. They stay social as adults too.
[He only had experience with fully grown chocobos after all, but this little ball of fluff was rather unoffensive and eager to meet and greet everyone. A part of him wondered if he should have dropped the little one off at the chocobo farm anyway, but he knew Gabe would probably be called anyway. He was known enough at the farm after dropping off greens with Gabe.
He nodded with a touch of hesitation at the idea the little chick would have to stay inside. They didn't have a heater set up outside, so that would need to happen. He figured they needed to set up a pen with a heat lamp anyway for indoors. Baby chicks could become cold quickly.]
Alright. I can set up a bird box and a pen where she can stay. I'll need to hit town for a specific heat lamp though.
Yeah, figure that's why the people of where they're from use them for things like horses. Reliable and loyal.
[Gabriel would find out one way or another, really.
He was idly checking over the chick, just making sure she was as healthy as she looked, going off mainly on memory when it came to his care of Roxy. Seeking warmth was normal at least, trying to remember where he'd put the blankets best for all of this-]
Can just do with her what I did with Roxy, honestly. Might have the heat source from when she was little, but right now we just need a blanket or two and an old pet bed I still have.
That makes sense. They are the right size and they have good strength behind them. They are like hardier and less asshole ostriches.
[Jack was turning the empty bowl over in his hands as Gabe checked over the chick. He had done so as well once it was fluffed up and able to move about, and it had seemed strong and healthy by his measure. She sure could chase after his feet and even played with his shoe laces.
And she seemed in equally good spirits under Gabe's care. That's good by his measure.
He stepped up to bend to grab the dropped saddle bags, throwing them over his shoulder before grabbing Roxy's empty bowl too.]
You don't have a secured bed box? We could have a little fenced area for her to be in. [A beat.] Let's head in so I can wash dishes and you can figure out your saddle bags.
Roxy is among the stronger side of them, too. All has something to do with their colors. The blue ones, if I remember right, have more magic and are strongest in defensive spells. Don't ask me how that works.
[He glanced up when Jack took the saddle bags, nodding a bit and gesturing that he was going to step over just to let Roxy say goodnight to the chick before waving her off to settle in for now.
She got her treat, time for her to wind down for the evening.]
When I had Roxy I sort of let her tuck against me and sleep, bundled up in a blanket nest. She's house-trained for that reason. [Stepping back to head inside, chick still tucked against his chest in an arm.] There's a bit more dish soap in one of them.
I figured their colours weren't just for show, based on how you described them. Not sure how magic in birds works, so your guess is as good as mine.
[He nodded his head and went inside, leaving the trio to get acquainted to each other, since he figured that would be her main caretakers. Gabe did like to collect animals after all, and he preferred to wander when he could but return to the older man anyway. It seemed that Reyes was very taken with the chick and so was Roxy.
He left the dogs to find their way back in and dropped off the saddle bags on the back of the couch before heading for the kitchen. He washed up the bowls that the birds had eaten out of, ignoring his subtle sense of disquiet.
Keeping his hands busy always helped. Had with the dapper bird incident, helped when he was uncertain about staying in one place long, and it would help now.]
Boys at the stable know more, but I got a crash course when I adopted Roxy.
[Of course Gabriel was keeping an eye on Jack the entire time, noting down the subtle signs and changes. Kept a frown off his expression for the most part at least.
Was quiet when he followed inside, setting the chick down so he could go through the saddle bags. Sorting out what he'd gotten for the kitchen and everything else, stepping in to place the few goods on the kitchen counter, out of Jack's way.
The chick no doubt following along if she hadn't run off to find Jack first.]
We can ask them later. Maybe they'll want to sent a search party out to collect any left over eggs that might be around the forest.
[There wasn't much to wash up, but there was enough to keep him occupied. He was rooting around the fridge and putting things in order to busy himself when he felt a weight land on his feet.
Looking down, the blue chick was back to sitting on them, and she met his questioning gaze and chirped hopefully. Like she wanted to be picked up. He stepped aside, nudging her towards Gabe when the older man came into the kitchen.
She might have gone but found his socked feet closer and thus currently warmer. Back on she hopped.]
We might need to contain her safely. She likes to get underfoot right now.
[He glanced down at the chick and the bit of avoidance that Jack was trying to attempt, walking past him as Gabriel started to put things away that he'd bought and needed to be in the kitchen. Had a few pieces of fabric and thread spools he'd deal with himself in a moment.
Humming a little.]
She's seeking comfort and warmth, and she's attached to you. We've got a few options on keeping her safe- and, by the way, since you found her you get to name her. Not right this moment, but still.
[Jack knew what the chick was seeking, having raised his fair share of farm animals. Babies were much the same, especially bird types. They wanted to be in groups where it was safe, to be warm, to have food and a safe place to explore now and again. In some ways, he would prefer to treat it as a farm animal rather than a pet; one had to keep a certain amount of emotional distance from farm animals as they were for production or work.
He glanced over at Gabe wandering around putting items away and grunted at the sheer notion that he was to name her.] That a rule now? Just saying, tou seem more than capable of coming up with a name given how often you've done it.
More reason you should name her instead of me. Outside of Tripod, 'Zo, Trouble, Tahira, and Rafiq I've named all of the animals here.
[Trouble and Tahira being two of Graymalkin's litter, one of them had obviously belonged to Ana along with Rafiq while the other was that extremely talkative black one that nearly looked exactly like her mother. Tripod the three legged black cat he had helped Genji save, and 'Zo being the odd blue lizard that had belonged to the Shimada as well.
It was almost funny how he kept ending up with animals.]
Because I need the practice? That's a silly reason. I've named more animals than I can count back in the day.
[It had been a very long time since then, but he had been responsible for naming their animals on the farm once he was old enough to not go with childish names like 'butt' and 'poop'. It had been his job, and he took it very seriously for his parents.
He eased away so he could close the fridge and he turned to Gabe who was still moving around.]
Then you shouldn't have a problem, huh? Still, just think on it a while, doesn't need a name right this moment.
[Wasn't the entire reason- naming could be important and just... He had rather Jack name her than not, to take some deeper responsibility and ownership even if only in name alone. Not just taking care of animals because they belonged to Gabriel.
[Jack had a moment of looking sour, narrowing his eyes slightly before he wiped it away purposefully to just shake his head. He didn't want to name it. He didn't really want to keep it, not if he were responsible for it. This place didn't need a second chocobo to pull a cart, since Roxy had that handled. So this little one would be companion to her.
He stepped away, moving to the bag to check in it. Aside from some spools of thread and material that were obviously left behind, he didn't find anything else.]
Nothing but sewing supplies. [The chick was back, pecking at his pant leg curiously and then peeping up at him.] Want this up in your sewing room then?
If you wouldn't mind? Can just drop them on the work table up there- should be clear. I'll finish up in here while you do.
[Had just been a 'quick' run in to town after all, and maybe he had stopped by a thrift store or two just to check a few things out. Habit he had developed and all that, seeing if there'd been anything more in Jack's size he could alter to give the guy more options.
No luck, but he had found a rather nice deep purple fabric with a lovely black pattern on it. Could do a good bit with that.]
[He picked up the bag to take it with him, easier than just grabbing it all out and wandering off with it. He looked at the chick peeping up at him and gave yet another gentle nudge to coax it towards Gabriel still in the kitchen so he could head off to the stairs and up where the sewing room was in the attic.
He could tell immediately as he walked away that the blue fluffy chick was hurrying after him, dodging curious dogs and observant cats. She continued to talk in eager little peeps, but Jack ignored her as he hit the stairs and ascended. She met an obstacle she couldn't readily overcome with that.
She tried to hop, tried to scrambled and ended up running back and forth at the bottom of the step, chirping earnestly. He went up to the attic and left the items on the sewing desk for Gabe to put away properly before moving to head back down.
The little chick had managed to somehow get up one step and was hopping and stubbornly tried to persist in getting higher. He frowned from the top of the stairs. Slowly, he came down, eyeing the chick the whole way. Persist little thing.
He sighed when he reached the step just above and with a heave, the chick threw itself bodily up to his level, legs kicking, body rolling about and then it was righting itself to rush over to his feet.]
[He was listening to that little chick from where he was in the kitchen, still putting a few items away and the dried bowls up as well, a slight frown on his face since no one was there to observe it.
Seemed like Jack was fighting with himself over something, honestly, with how he was pushing away at this. He wouldn't have taken the egg at all if there was no care for what happened, let alone not bringing it to the stables anyway. This was something Jack needed to deal with, and while Gabriel wouldn't have left the care for it up to him alone-
This, all of this, was something Jack had to settle in himself.
Did finish putting things away, letting out a breath as he stepped back.]
You bring the saddle bags down with you, or will I just be dealing with them later?
[He was struggling with his apparent new-found 'fame', especially when it had seemed like the chick had taken so readily to Roxy and Gabe. It was easier to put a distance, to not attach to anything - let alone a baby animal - when there were others that could fill the role he wasn't certain he wanted.
But he knew enough about imprint behaviour to know the chick might like everyone but would gravitate towards him like he were her 'mum'. After all, he had fed her too, which probably didn't help in damping the bond she wanted.
What if this all went south on him? What if the chick was just another creature in this place set to mess with him? He had Gabe. Wasn't that enough?
With a deep sigh, he leaned down to scoop the chick up into his arm again, letting her pick the way she wanted to sit as her peeping changed from desperate to welcoming.]
Yeah, yeah, I'll bring them back down. [Turning on the stairs, up he went to the sewing room again to grab the saddle bags, but this time he had company.
By the time he was downstairs again, the chick had fallen asleep in the crook of his arm. He returned to the kitchen and set the bags of the back of a chair.]
[He nodded his head, self-aware that he was holding the chick and didn't exactly have anywhere to put her back down, not when she was sleeping. Right now, he was her heat source, and she had made quite the effort to get up two stairs. Likely, she was exhausted.]
Are you going to set all those blankets up downstairs then or somewhere up here for her to sleep in?
[He stepped close and leaned against Jack a little, and pressed a kiss against his cheek. Something soft and affectionate as he passed by to go to the closet nearby.]
I figure I'll set them up by the bed? Be the easiest thing I figure so she won't wake up alone or something.
[He almost went to hand the chick off to Gabe, but the older man was on the opposite side, and he hummed at that kiss rather than make bold moves to shove the sleeping ball of blue fluff across at Gabe. His other hand lifted to stroke across Reyes' belly before Gabe was gone to the closet.
He moved to follow almost sheepishly.]
So uh... how long until she's big enough to mind herself on stairs and such?
[He went to the top shelf of the closet, reaching up and putting a few things out f the way, stacking up a few of the smaller blankets up out of there and also pulling out what looked like a worn cat bed. Be the perfect thing to turn in to a makeshift blanket nest for a chocobo chick by the looks of it at least.
He really had hung on to it once Roxy had outgrown it.]
Month at most? She'll at least have her feet under her by then and can make the little jumps needed, be a little bigger.
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Date: 2020-03-18 05:53 am (UTC)[And him as well now, considering how she tucked in to his hands. Not fussing as Jack checked wings other than those affectionate little beak nibbles. Really, these were surprisingly incredibly affectionate creatures and maybe it wouldn't be bad to get Jack help in raising one up.
Had certainly given him something when he'd had that time with Roxy.
Shoulders shrugged a bit as he spoke.]
Yeah? There's no real reason why we can't or even shouldn't keep her here.
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Date: 2020-03-18 01:54 pm (UTC)[However, he wasn't opposed to keeping another chocobo, especially if Roxy was in need of a companion. Social animals should definitely have some of their own kind to interact with, and that chick would benefit from being raised with one of its own kind. Last thing anyone needed was a chocobo that thought it was a dog or cat.
He shrugged at Gabe's suggestion and justification for keeping her. He bent to pick up the bowl from the deck and turned it over in his hands.]
Alright. Does Roxy's paddock require special outfitting then?
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Date: 2020-03-18 10:48 pm (UTC)[Running with a number of their own kind, and their attitude made it no surprise that they bonded with humans in the worlds they came from to be used as they were. Part of why he'd even volunteered to take Roxy in when eggs were expected, thinking she'd be a good companion for longer hunting trips- never regretted it.
His head tilted back in thought, still idly petting over feathery fluff while letting the chick keep tucked in an arm.]
I don't think so, not yet. With the weather how it is, and there would only be Roxy, probably best to let her sleep inside at night. Don't want to chance her getting sick after all this.
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Date: 2020-03-19 01:15 am (UTC)[He only had experience with fully grown chocobos after all, but this little ball of fluff was rather unoffensive and eager to meet and greet everyone. A part of him wondered if he should have dropped the little one off at the chocobo farm anyway, but he knew Gabe would probably be called anyway. He was known enough at the farm after dropping off greens with Gabe.
He nodded with a touch of hesitation at the idea the little chick would have to stay inside. They didn't have a heater set up outside, so that would need to happen. He figured they needed to set up a pen with a heat lamp anyway for indoors. Baby chicks could become cold quickly.]
Alright. I can set up a bird box and a pen where she can stay. I'll need to hit town for a specific heat lamp though.
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Date: 2020-03-19 02:05 am (UTC)[Gabriel would find out one way or another, really.
He was idly checking over the chick, just making sure she was as healthy as she looked, going off mainly on memory when it came to his care of Roxy. Seeking warmth was normal at least, trying to remember where he'd put the blankets best for all of this-]
Can just do with her what I did with Roxy, honestly. Might have the heat source from when she was little, but right now we just need a blanket or two and an old pet bed I still have.
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Date: 2020-03-19 02:16 am (UTC)[Jack was turning the empty bowl over in his hands as Gabe checked over the chick. He had done so as well once it was fluffed up and able to move about, and it had seemed strong and healthy by his measure. She sure could chase after his feet and even played with his shoe laces.
And she seemed in equally good spirits under Gabe's care. That's good by his measure.
He stepped up to bend to grab the dropped saddle bags, throwing them over his shoulder before grabbing Roxy's empty bowl too.]
You don't have a secured bed box? We could have a little fenced area for her to be in. [A beat.] Let's head in so I can wash dishes and you can figure out your saddle bags.
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Date: 2020-03-19 02:24 am (UTC)[He glanced up when Jack took the saddle bags, nodding a bit and gesturing that he was going to step over just to let Roxy say goodnight to the chick before waving her off to settle in for now.
She got her treat, time for her to wind down for the evening.]
When I had Roxy I sort of let her tuck against me and sleep, bundled up in a blanket nest. She's house-trained for that reason. [Stepping back to head inside, chick still tucked against his chest in an arm.] There's a bit more dish soap in one of them.
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Date: 2020-03-19 02:32 am (UTC)[He nodded his head and went inside, leaving the trio to get acquainted to each other, since he figured that would be her main caretakers. Gabe did like to collect animals after all, and he preferred to wander when he could but return to the older man anyway. It seemed that Reyes was very taken with the chick and so was Roxy.
He left the dogs to find their way back in and dropped off the saddle bags on the back of the couch before heading for the kitchen. He washed up the bowls that the birds had eaten out of, ignoring his subtle sense of disquiet.
Keeping his hands busy always helped. Had with the dapper bird incident, helped when he was uncertain about staying in one place long, and it would help now.]
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Date: 2020-03-19 02:37 am (UTC)[Of course Gabriel was keeping an eye on Jack the entire time, noting down the subtle signs and changes. Kept a frown off his expression for the most part at least.
Was quiet when he followed inside, setting the chick down so he could go through the saddle bags. Sorting out what he'd gotten for the kitchen and everything else, stepping in to place the few goods on the kitchen counter, out of Jack's way.
The chick no doubt following along if she hadn't run off to find Jack first.]
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Date: 2020-03-19 02:47 am (UTC)[There wasn't much to wash up, but there was enough to keep him occupied. He was rooting around the fridge and putting things in order to busy himself when he felt a weight land on his feet.
Looking down, the blue chick was back to sitting on them, and she met his questioning gaze and chirped hopefully. Like she wanted to be picked up. He stepped aside, nudging her towards Gabe when the older man came into the kitchen.
She might have gone but found his socked feet closer and thus currently warmer. Back on she hopped.]
We might need to contain her safely. She likes to get underfoot right now.
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Date: 2020-03-19 02:53 am (UTC)[He glanced down at the chick and the bit of avoidance that Jack was trying to attempt, walking past him as Gabriel started to put things away that he'd bought and needed to be in the kitchen. Had a few pieces of fabric and thread spools he'd deal with himself in a moment.
Humming a little.]
She's seeking comfort and warmth, and she's attached to you. We've got a few options on keeping her safe- and, by the way, since you found her you get to name her. Not right this moment, but still.
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Date: 2020-03-19 01:26 pm (UTC)He glanced over at Gabe wandering around putting items away and grunted at the sheer notion that he was to name her.] That a rule now? Just saying, tou seem more than capable of coming up with a name given how often you've done it.
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Date: 2020-03-20 02:38 am (UTC)[Trouble and Tahira being two of Graymalkin's litter, one of them had obviously belonged to Ana along with Rafiq while the other was that extremely talkative black one that nearly looked exactly like her mother. Tripod the three legged black cat he had helped Genji save, and 'Zo being the odd blue lizard that had belonged to the Shimada as well.
It was almost funny how he kept ending up with animals.]
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Date: 2020-03-20 03:05 am (UTC)[It had been a very long time since then, but he had been responsible for naming their animals on the farm once he was old enough to not go with childish names like 'butt' and 'poop'. It had been his job, and he took it very seriously for his parents.
He eased away so he could close the fridge and he turned to Gabe who was still moving around.]
Need help putting anything away?
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Date: 2020-03-20 03:10 am (UTC)[Wasn't the entire reason- naming could be important and just... He had rather Jack name her than not, to take some deeper responsibility and ownership even if only in name alone. Not just taking care of animals because they belonged to Gabriel.
His head tipped a bit-]
Check the bags for anything I might have missed?
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Date: 2020-03-20 03:16 am (UTC)He stepped away, moving to the bag to check in it. Aside from some spools of thread and material that were obviously left behind, he didn't find anything else.]
Nothing but sewing supplies. [The chick was back, pecking at his pant leg curiously and then peeping up at him.] Want this up in your sewing room then?
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Date: 2020-03-20 03:25 am (UTC)[Had just been a 'quick' run in to town after all, and maybe he had stopped by a thrift store or two just to check a few things out. Habit he had developed and all that, seeing if there'd been anything more in Jack's size he could alter to give the guy more options.
No luck, but he had found a rather nice deep purple fabric with a lovely black pattern on it. Could do a good bit with that.]
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Date: 2020-03-20 03:38 am (UTC)[He picked up the bag to take it with him, easier than just grabbing it all out and wandering off with it. He looked at the chick peeping up at him and gave yet another gentle nudge to coax it towards Gabriel still in the kitchen so he could head off to the stairs and up where the sewing room was in the attic.
He could tell immediately as he walked away that the blue fluffy chick was hurrying after him, dodging curious dogs and observant cats. She continued to talk in eager little peeps, but Jack ignored her as he hit the stairs and ascended. She met an obstacle she couldn't readily overcome with that.
She tried to hop, tried to scrambled and ended up running back and forth at the bottom of the step, chirping earnestly. He went up to the attic and left the items on the sewing desk for Gabe to put away properly before moving to head back down.
The little chick had managed to somehow get up one step and was hopping and stubbornly tried to persist in getting higher. He frowned from the top of the stairs. Slowly, he came down, eyeing the chick the whole way. Persist little thing.
He sighed when he reached the step just above and with a heave, the chick threw itself bodily up to his level, legs kicking, body rolling about and then it was righting itself to rush over to his feet.]
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Date: 2020-03-20 03:55 am (UTC)Seemed like Jack was fighting with himself over something, honestly, with how he was pushing away at this. He wouldn't have taken the egg at all if there was no care for what happened, let alone not bringing it to the stables anyway. This was something Jack needed to deal with, and while Gabriel wouldn't have left the care for it up to him alone-
This, all of this, was something Jack had to settle in himself.
Did finish putting things away, letting out a breath as he stepped back.]
You bring the saddle bags down with you, or will I just be dealing with them later?
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Date: 2020-03-20 04:04 am (UTC)But he knew enough about imprint behaviour to know the chick might like everyone but would gravitate towards him like he were her 'mum'. After all, he had fed her too, which probably didn't help in damping the bond she wanted.
What if this all went south on him? What if the chick was just another creature in this place set to mess with him? He had Gabe. Wasn't that enough?
With a deep sigh, he leaned down to scoop the chick up into his arm again, letting her pick the way she wanted to sit as her peeping changed from desperate to welcoming.]
Yeah, yeah, I'll bring them back down. [Turning on the stairs, up he went to the sewing room again to grab the saddle bags, but this time he had company.
By the time he was downstairs again, the chick had fallen asleep in the crook of his arm. He returned to the kitchen and set the bags of the back of a chair.]
All finished up in here?
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Date: 2020-03-20 04:12 am (UTC)[Kitchen was clean on top of that, everything back in place as he folded arms loosely across his chest. He could put the saddle bags up later.]
I think I remember where I put up the blankets and bed I used for Roxy. Cleaned up and ready for little blue there.
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Date: 2020-03-20 04:16 am (UTC)Are you going to set all those blankets up downstairs then or somewhere up here for her to sleep in?
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Date: 2020-03-20 04:19 am (UTC)I figure I'll set them up by the bed? Be the easiest thing I figure so she won't wake up alone or something.
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Date: 2020-03-20 04:24 am (UTC)He moved to follow almost sheepishly.]
So uh... how long until she's big enough to mind herself on stairs and such?
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Date: 2020-03-20 04:31 am (UTC)He really had hung on to it once Roxy had outgrown it.]
Month at most? She'll at least have her feet under her by then and can make the little jumps needed, be a little bigger.
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